Happy Friday. I feel a little sick today. I slept very badly. Had a bad night and cried a lot after a movie reminded me too much of my childhood dreams. It was Hunt for the Wilderpeople (2016): a good movie. It’s basically Moonrise Kingdom. Perhaps you remember how much I loved Moonrise Kingdom. A friend to explore the woods with was all I wanted. This week’s been alright; I’ve gotten along on the grad school stuff, and I’ve learned that the coffee machine at my work is communal and there’s free coffee in the cabinets. As such, I’m never buying coffee again. I feel like the Mormon or Jehovah’s Witness at work: have you heard the good news? Have you? Never spending ten dollars on a latte again. Yes I’ve really done that.
I am having my rest day. I’m tired. All that needs done is laundry. I bought some bagels. Besides what I’ve just told you very little has happened, except that after a long dry spell I asked my best friend for a painting request and it’s finally put me back in the swing of things. I never eyeballed colors so well.
We deserved better Soren. We deserved so much better. We were only children. Perhaps when I am dead I will live forever in a dream of being ten and playing in the woods with my best friend while you put crab claws over your eyes.
With love,
Alice